Mope

Why?

Why, the child always asks
Why, must we often mask
Why, repeat the same tasks
Why, in emotions we bask

The die cast, chaos subdued
The action already imbued
World spins, polite or rude
Stay grounded, stay glued

Against the spin, none win
Punished, breaking their sin
Forced to restart, to begin
Tattered clothes, bruised skin

How many times must we?
Hit our heads against tree.
Before we give up our free?
Oh, say, why can't we see?

For the power is theirs.
They choose what we wear.
They listen, record, even stare
While we struggle and bare

Why, the child always asks
Why, must we often mask
Why, repeat the same tasks
Why, in emotions we bask

Tired

I'm beyond tired of being tired
Connected, never ended wired
External dopamine hits expired
Internal screams never retire

Physically, the pain travels
Psychologically, it unravels
Mentally, it just rambles
Spiritually, lost in the gravel

Ignoring the continuous signs
Escaping reality's confines
Seeking wisdom from rhymes
Falling off the horse too many times

Reasons to get back up and fight
Family, friends, basking in light
Hiding in darkness, light is too bright
Kicking and screaming, what a fright

Is it enough to have others care
Is my weight too much for them to bear
Will the strain eventually cause a tare
Can they break last defence until I'm bare

Stubborn ego and pride must break
Fake layers of protection must flake
Coping mechanisms must shake
True inner growth must make

Only when the walls finally crumble
Can the inner self begin to rumble
Only after everything else gets fumbled
Can healing begin as humbled

Tired of being tired of being tired
Looking inward trying to be rewired
The day is not over, I haven't expired
Old self doubt fired, new hope hired

We're born, we live, and we die

We're born, we live, and we die
Some give birth so others can try
Some ponder questions, like why
Yet in the end, we all say goodbye

Life, rather short or long, is finite
Is there a reason to stay and fight
Why should we survive another night
To rise again and see the bright light

Surely, there must exist a reason
That we move season to season
When we struggle with treason
Or even float to completion

Happiness, concept that comes and goes
Peace and safety, not everyone knows
Beauty and pain, grown like a rose
Content with life and death, froze

Why do we continue the loop
Never ending war, send another troop
Increasing the size of the group
One day, no more will we recoup

When that day comes, a question why
We're we born, lived, and then die
Why did we try, why did we ask why
When in the end, the answer is goodbye

Left or Right

So far left, I've forgotten what alright is anymore
Fallen down so much, next time I'll stay on the floor
Sick and tired of the endless cycle, chore after chore
Most call this life, some of us call it horror

Gone so far left, forgotten what's alright
Four lefts, don't always make a right
The less beaten path, often lacks a light
Struggling, to keep the goal in sight
Sight, sight, sighs............

It's easier, to hide inside the dark
How does anyone, still have a spark
Walking alone, through the park
Holding in the growl, and the bark
Bark, bark, barks.............

We fall and fight, to get back up
Try to drink, with a whole in our cup
Pushing forward, but always backedup
Emotions hidden, until we blowup
Blowup, blowup, blowup.....

Is this the final end, or just a mid point
Or the time, we get thrown in the joint
Will we ever, get the right ones to appoint
Or do we always, lay down at gunpoint
Gunpoint, gunpoint, gunpoint.....

Gone so far left, forgotten what's alright
Four lefts, don't always make a right
The less beaten path, often lacks a light
Struggling, to keep the goal in sight
Sight, sight, sighs............

Feelings aren't just words they represent

Feelings aren't just words they represent
Words are placeholders, lacking consent
True feeling is powerful, 100 percent
Breaking you down, until your spent

You can take a step back and hide
They're still in luggage, hopping a ride
But looking back, it'll grow a mile wide
And that escaping trip is no longer a slide

Eventually, you'll need to stop and feel
Pain of carrying it all becomes more real
And the band aids applied no longer seal
Eventually, you'll break down and deal

Feelings aren't just words they represent
Words are placeholders, lacking consent
True feeling is powerful, 100 percent
Breaking you down, until your spent

Head is heavy

Lately I've felt deader than dead
Surrounding world redder then red
Exhausted leaving letters on read
Struggling to sleep better in bed

Hot and sweaty, head is heavy
Shivering steady, blanket ready
Breathing varied, panic heady
Feeling unsteady, grabbing teddy

Life has been lifing too much
Inflation growing, wallet crunch
Robbing future self as a crutch
Bam emergency, broken clutch

Hot and sweaty, head is heavy
Shivering steady, blanket ready
Breathing varied, panic heady
Feeling unsteady, grabbing teddy

Seething, upset, fully enraged
Heaving, unrest, past engaged
Bleeding, regret, world destaged
Failing the test, trapped and caged

The world won't settle down

The world won't settle down
I'm tired of the reversed frown
Striving and grasping abound
System coded by the crown

But will it ever change
Can the system rearrange
Oh yes, I know it's strange
Fear, pain, anger and the rage

We claw out and scream at void
Signal lost on apple and android
Caged, we stay quiet, stay employed
Soon, even that will be destroyed

But will it ever change
Can the system rearrange
Oh yes, I know it's strange
Fear, pain, anger and the rage

Scared, we beg for the handout
Too late, there is no way backout
Those resist left to blackout
Welcome to your new life route

The world isn't full of magic

The world isn't full of magic
Instead it's much more tragic
Making people go into a panic
Our world isn't full of magic

Wish I may, wish I might
See a shooting star tonight
Rub a magical lamp tight
Blow out the candles light

We want a genie to fix everything
Or a millionaire to give us a ring
A treasure chest of gold and bling
Or a record exec to hear us sing

The world isn't full of magic
Instead it's much more tragic
Making people go into a panic
Our world isn't full of magic

We have to learn to do it ourself
Stretching far to reach high shelf
Offering and asking others for help
And working on sharing the wealth

It started with just two hands
Working hard to plow the lands
Moving food across the sands
That's how a community stands

The world isn't full of magic
Instead it's much more tragic
Making people go into a panic
Our world isn't full of magic

Not done

Not done, up waiting on the sun
Not done, working on another one
Not done, tossing, turning, stun
Not done, will it ever be won

Still we try, still we lie, still we cry
Till they buy, till they die, till they lie
Pill prescribed, pill relied, pill fried
bill too high, bill oh why, bill byebye

Obstacles, observed over and over
Red rover, rapidly rushed runover
Curiously, could creativity cover
Frantically, feeling feared failure

Never done, slept past the alarm
Never done, tore bone from arm
Never done, too cold too warm
Never done, never free from harm

Full of

Full of shit, it's all full of shit
Here's a song, another hit
Full of shit, it's all full of shit
Here's a joke, another bit

The words are full of characters
The world's full of massacres
The wars were full of tragic turns
The worst, it's full of traffikers

So what are we to do about it?
We gather, scream, throw a fit
But even that is only just a bit
Quenching fire and make us sit

Full of shit, it's all full of shit
Here's a song, another hit
Full of shit, it's all full of shit
Here's a joke, another bit

Fruitless

Here on earth, pay to be bearthed
Prove our worth, grades learned
Time or work, both get burned
Still on earth, pay to become dirt

We strive to improve our life
We dive to push and survive
We deprive to stay in our hive
We arrive saying we're still alive

The fruit used to grow on the tree
Now we only see it inside grocery
And our meat, in packs frozenly.
Live game meat, so rarely we see

Here on earth, pay to be bearthed
Prove our worth, grades learned
Time or work, both get burned
Still on earth, pay to become dirt